I eyed the owl which was perched outside on my windowsill. Was it normal for them to stare at you for 10 minutes straight? I mean, in my world, maybe, but in the no-maj's, not at all. I stared back for a long time. Finally, I got restless, And I sprung from my chair, opened the window and shooed the owl away. It hooted angrily and then flew away.
For a second I thought that the owl had brought mail, but I quickly shook away that thought; owl-mail was forbidden in America. Why? I don't know, ask the rule-lovers and prissy MACUSA. The Magical Congress of the United States of America. I had admired MACUSA when I was little but now, not so much. I stared at my window for about 5 minutes when I started to get fidgety. I finally thought that I should get some fresh air. My window still being open, I closed it, and made sure no one can see me from outside.
Feeling satisfied, I closed my eyes, concentrated really hard, and--
"SYLVIAAAAA!!!!" I started, jumping a foot up and promptly tripping on a pair of pants.
My door swung open and my little 7-year old sister stood outside my room. "Are you deaf?! Mom was calling you for, like, and hour! You're going to be in HUGE trouble!"
I glared at her, wishing I could hex her right there. Shrinking from my stare, she huffed at me and left. As I was about to leave my room, I went to my closet and quickly took a peak at my trunk of all my Ilvomery supplies. "I'll be back." I whispered to no one in particular. And with that, I left my room to meet the world's most angriest mom.
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Witches Abolished
FantasyWhen Sylvia's enemy realizes she's a witch, she goes to her parents, who are trying to abolish witches and wizards, and kill them. Now Sylvia and her friend Shona must try to stop the "Witch Exterminators" and help save the future for young witches...
